There's no truth in what you say,. The story, it constantly strays.. Oh yeah. . Just falsehoods and alibis,. You can't even look in my eyes.. Oh no. .
I, I do surrender,. A waiting payment for my sins.. I, I can't remember.... Where the story ends or where it begins.. . I've been living a lie,. Life on the line..
The silent night begins to call. He listens for the voices from the crumbling walls. And through the mist beneath the sky. He watches as the seconds of your life go by.
Long ago, oh so long ago. How time passed slowly by. . And the days seem like years. Never a thought or a fear. Ever really mattered to me. . Now I stand here today just trying to make my way.
Welcome to the festival,. Full of decadence and sins.. I tell you all, it's incredible,. You're all invited in.... . We begin with this collection,. Just look at this display..
Oh, our world how its changed. Nothings the same, I dont think it could ever be. . Life, life rearranged. Body insane, what the hell do you want from me.
Stand tall, answer the call,. On your way to the Sun, oh.... Hold tight, your leaving tonight,. The journey to hell has just begun.. . All dead, fields of red,.
I can only stare and wonder. Dreams and visions. That I ponder, so clearly now. There before me, figure in darkness. Rage and anger, cold and heartless.
It's a cold hard pain, deep down inside,. Shared by the lonely, the evil, the holy.. It chooses no sides.... And it's hard... it's hard... hard.... . In the dead of night, in the dark we know,.
I'm not really a soldier. I'm more likely to die. By car wreck or cancer. Than an eye in the sky. That follows them home. Right in through their window.
Heavenly Father, You always amaze me. Let Your kingdom come in my world and in my life. Give me the food I need. To live through today. . And forgive me as I forgive.
I'm not sure why it always goes downhill. Why broken cisterns never could stay filled. I've spent ten years singing gravity away. But the water keeps on falling from the sky.
The doctor says I'm dying. I die a little every day. He's got no prescription. That could take my death away. The doctor says, it don't look so good. It's terminal.
I'm headed home. Yeah, but I'm not so sure. That home is a place you. Can still get to by train. . So I'm looking out the window. And I'm drifting off to sleep.
It takes a long time to kill a man. fifty-five years at least. until he breaks down. starts to look underground. to go off, and get him some peace. . I want to die a lot quicker than that.
Hush, hush, hush, hush. Hush, hush, hush, hush. . I heard a sound come from the ground. All of the trees are abuzz. Talking in tongues, talking with lungs.
The Movement comes in slow. It's a tune we both should know. But the walls are thin. So we keep our voices low. . You're a bird with a pretty mouth. You're a bird with songs to shout.
We set out from home early one morning. We, my love and me walking alone. We, birds and the bees, trees of the forest. Started as one, something went wrong.
I'm gonna miss you. I'm gonna miss you. When you're gone. She says, I love you. I'm gonna miss you. And your songs. . And I said, please. Don't talk about the end.
I hate all your show and pretense. The hypocrisy of your praise. The hypocrisy of your festivals. I hate all your show. . Away with your noisy worship.